Author: Jess
Date: 6/14
Story: "I Dare You..." / Money
Kind of Fic?: Humor/X-men/Song
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em...remember the movie thing from 'Dear Diary,"? same goes for this.
"I Dare You..." AkA Money
" Oh yeah? Well I bet you girls a hundred dollars---each-- That you won't be able to complete our next dare." Logan grinned. Scott and Bobby were grinning too.
"What is it?" Jean spoke. They opened a sheet of paper and showed it to us. And that is how *I* got into dressing in this tight outfit to look like Beyonce from Destiny's Child. Storm looked uncomfortable...I bet...hers was bad but mine was the worst. Jean had it easy---pants! And she was complaining. I was only angry because I was dressed like this and had to sing in front of the school 'cause of that stupid dare! And "Bootylicious" of all things! And we had to dance! I was really glad I could sing and dance...unfortunately, I couldn't handle tight blue outfits. I sighed, looking at myself in the mirror really quick. I heard all three guys introducing us, laughing the whole time. But Jean, 'Ro, and I stepped up and acted like we didn't even care.
Rogue, can you handle this?
Jean, can you handle this?
'Ro, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this!
Barely move, we've arrived
Lookin sexy, lookin fly
Baddest chick, chick inside
DJ, jam tonight
Spotted me a tender thang
There you are, come on baby
Don't you wanna dance with me
Can you handle, handle me
I sang. The entire time I thought "That is so sick they even got it customized...." but I just continued to dance with them. And I gotta tell ya, we were really good, too. The guys were too busy staring to laugh. Then I thought, "How come I have to sing every lead?" but kept singing because a LOT of mouths were open and we WERE having fun.
You gotta do much better if you gon' dance with me tonight
You gotta work your jelly if you gon' dance with me tonight
Read my lips carefully if you like what you see
Move, groove, prove you can hang with me
By the looks I got you shook up and scared of me
Hook up your seatbelt, it's time for takeoff
I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this
Cause my body too bootylicious for ya babe
Oh yeah. All of the guys were DEFINATELY drooling. I never thought I'd see Logan drool...or Bobby...or Scott. Men, jeez!
I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this
Cause my body too bootylicious for ya babe
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I don't think you can handle this!
I'm about to break you off
H-town goin hard
Lead my hips, slap my thighs
Swing my hair, square my eyes
Lookin hot, smellin good
Groovin like I'm from the hood
Look over my shoulder, I blow you a kiss
Can you handle, handle this
I could tell Jean and 'Ro were seconds away from laughing, so we finished it up.
I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this
Cause my body too bootylicious for ya babe (x 2)
Move your body up and down (whoo!)
Make your booty touch the ground (whoo!)
I can't help but wonder why (whoo!)
Is my vibe too vibealacious for you, babe
I shake my jelly at every chance
When I wiggle with my hips you slip into a trance
I'm hoping you can handle all this jelly that I have
Now let's cut a rug while we scat some jazz
I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this
Cause my body too bootylicious for ya babe
Dead silence when the song stopped. I stepped up to the big microphone with 'Ro and Jean and in unison, we all said, " I believe you owe me some money?"